Aadil Ghulam Bhat Poet and Author (Born on 02/04/1999) Once free, I roamed the sky, With wings that carried me high. A world of wonder and a life of bliss, No cage, no chains, no tethered kiss. But then one day, I met a man Who offered food with a gentle hand. I trusted him, for in my heart I had no fear, there was no smear. But as I sat upon his gentle palm, He locked me up in his golden cage. The cage was small, its walls were cold, My wings were clipped, and my spirit sold. I sang a song of freedom then, Of skies that held me high again. I cried and wept for what I'd lost, My innocence, my bliss, my cost. And yet I sang with patience too, For in my heart, I knew it's true, That freedom comes to those who wait, Who persevere, who don't berate. So with my voice sweet and clear, I sang the song for all to hear, Of tyranny and betrayal too, And of lost beauty, of hurting pain. I, the innocent bird, with my pitying voice, Sang the song of tyranny with no rejoice. But still, I...